The Calm Before the Storm (Ch. 13)

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I flopped on my bed, landing on my stomach.

Mistake.

I grabbed my stomach, "Frick, that hurts. I shouldn't have eaten so much of that cake."

I sat up, hoping to avoid regurgitation. I sighed, happy. I haven't felt so happy in a while. I smiled, recalling mixing, throwing flour around, eating icing and strawberries. Mom made me so happy while baking. We haven't baked in a while, a long while. And to top it off, John didn't help at all. Perfection.

I grinned, getting up to work on homework. Did I actually want to work on it? Nope. But I don't feel tired and I'm that anxious about school. So, for now, there's no better time than the present. I scribbled in some equations in, hoping they were right. They should be. About an hour passed and I decided to stretch and take a ten minute break. I dropped my pencil onto my work desk and stretched my arms up, doing that thing were your whole body shakes a bit. With a satisfied sigh, I relaxed my body, looking out the window.

I felt a bit of panic surge. It's almost nightfall. The sky looks so beautiful, purples, blues and reds mixing with each other, a few clouds dusting the sky. I followed the clouds and noticed they were getting darker and more abundant towards the night sky. I swallowed heavily. There might be a storm. I let my eyes dart down into the woods. They shook ever so slightly, mimicking the movement of the wind. Slow, calm, eerie. I stared into the woods, hugging myself. It's still out there, waiting, watching.

I shook my head and leaped up, locking the window and shutting my curtains closed. I sat down and let out a deep exhale. I won't lose. Not to Mrs. Slime, not to John, and not to that thing. I will not lose to fear.

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